A Heart Is A Precious Thing
A heart is a precious thing
I was once told
I knew it was true
so I gave it to a boy I knew
but he broke it in half
and stood there and laughed
I didn't know what to do
my heart turned so blue
I tried fixing it with tape
but my heart kept threating to break
then I tried some glue
and thats when I met you
my heart you carefully picked up
and held it so dear
I held yours softly
and I held you near
you keep my heart
as I keep yours
we dont let go
as the rain slowly pours
we heal the cuts
and make sure to leave no scars
we pump back out blood
as our hearts slowly begin to start
A heart is a precious thing
I was once told
I knew that it was true
so I gave my newly mended heart to you.